Lucius Narcissa Novels & Stories

Her eyes lingered on the line, and she glanced up at him, slightly confused. Lucius’s expression softened as he explained, “Your stepfather owes me a significant amount of money. He handed you over to me to settle that debt. I need a legal wife to appease my family and smoothly inherit the estate without scrutiny. In this sense, we are even, but you still have to comply with certain things, especially when it comes to public matters.”

he snuck his hands into his pocket and brought out a sachet of pink tablets of medicine. Elva's mum rushed over and took it from him. Opening it up, she sniffed it and then turned around immediately, her face meeting Lucius'. "She has a big mental condition!" The queen blurted out. "How could the Moon goddess do this?" "Mum, please don't question the goddess," Lucius came in, "I love Melinda and have already started to get attached to her. She's the first lady I've fallen in love with, and I'm not going to abandon her at this point."

Lucius made his way back to the pack, his mind still mulling over his encounter with Deucalion. As he approached Rey, he could see the concern etched on her face. Rey, with her keen instincts, could sense that something had transpired, and she eagerly awaited Lucius' return. Rey's eyes met Lucius', searching for answers. "What happened, Lucius?" she asked, her voice laced with worry. Lucius took a deep breath, his voice steady but tinged with a hint of unease. "I met Deucalion," he revealed, his gaze fixed on Rey. "He offered me a chance to join him, to forsake our mission and embrace a different path."

“Don’t do this, Apolliana.” Apolliana’s hollow eyes look at mine as the rafters groan above us. I stand unsteadily as the ground continues to quake. “It’s time for it all to end, Lucifer.” Leaning my face close, I kiss her gently as debris rains down on us, “Please, Lana…please, come back to me.” Apolliana lifts her weapon, ready to strike as she comes closer. I look at the Siphon necklace, but it looks dull.

Aria’s eyes fell on her neck, the collar that wrapped around it with the name, “Lace” “Maestro,” she purred, bowing softly. Her gaze slid to Aria, eyes beamed with dangerous happiness, like a cat that spotted a new mouse. But Lucian’s gaze remained on Aria, “This is one good girl, she knows her place. you might learn something,” Lace approached Lucian, slowly sinking to her knees between his thighs. Aria couldn’t look away, couldn’t stop watching as Lace unzipped him, licking her lips like this was her favorite game.

Sebastian's POV "Narcissa, you cannot keep doing this!" Narcissa looked at her maids kneeling near her desk like a bunch of dogs. None looked at her, their heads cast down in obedience. How long had they been crouched like that? "Whatever do you mean, dearest?" She had her mask on, playing the part of the sweet princess from over the mountains. The Treasure of the Diamond Spring pack, Narcissa Onasis. She fluttered her lashes at me, stamping her seal over more official documents.

"He has admitted to killing the Lortal." As if on cue, the hushed whispers intensified, spreading like wildfire, Jupiter cleared his throat and all went silent once again. "He admitted to killing the Lortal, Hannibal Barca." That's not too bad, Lucian thought. He'd probably get a beating and be done with it and judging by his appearance and the solidifying merlot blood on the floors of the court, he had been punished already. Then what exactly was this meeting for?

Maybe the gods will help her daughter, and she will find Cassius's house. - Wait a moment. - Lucius glanced at the witch before him. She was the one of Callista's helpers. - I want you to heal my prisoner. Do it well; I want her to be completely healed. The witch looked at him, confused by his words. - Forgive me, my King, but I do not understand. - And you do not have to. Just do as I say, or you will be the one to need healing. - Lucius said in a cold voice, coming closer. The woman took a step back, but he was quicker. He grabbed her throat and lifted her off the ground.

His eyes flicked first to Lucius, then the scarred men, then the baker—like checking a sequence. He didn’t waste time. “What happened?” Lucius exhaled. Calmer now. Started with code. “The little hyena slept in the old owl’s nest,” he said. “While the female hyena, Livia, watched. And I saw the spider, Plancina, crawl into the old owl's nest. But I don’t know what the spider did inside.” Marcus stayed quiet, cloak wrapped tight. “Old owl's nest…” he repeated, eyes lingering on Lucius. "Antonia's nest.."

Lucius sat at the high table overlooking at the crowded science fair. He had tried his hardest to avoid looking her away but now he couldn’t help but gaze intently at Emma as she helped a young girl who had tripped over a wire stretch her leg. His heart was racing as he watched her work with so much care written on her face. She seemed genuinely interested in what she was doing. Lucius couldn’t take his eyes off the beautiful woman even as she led the young girl out. Lucius felt disappointed that he could no longer see her.